In the seventeenth year of the Xiao Emperor, the nineteenth day of the fourth month, Grain Rain.
A fine drizzle fell ceaselessly from the sky, scattering down like countless threads of silk.
With a thunderous boom, that magnificent yet eerie imperial city finally had its gates—held fast for countless days—breached!
Having lost the Red Eyebrow Great Dao Lord, the Red Eyebrow Army became like headless flies. Within barely half a month, they were completely swallowed up by the Dragon Whale Army.
One Line Sky, clad in black armor embroidered with dragon whales and surrounded by several hundred martial artists, kicked open the empty imperial hall. Looking at the grand palace that had long since been abandoned, he said heavily, "Inform Commander Fang at once. Yan Province City has been taken."
"Also ask immediately how the three hundred thousand commoners in the city are to be dealt with."
The Water Monkey beside him froze slightly. He stopped the messenger soldier, then looked at One Line Sky in confusion. "When we took Jing Province City before, we never laid a hand on the commoners. Why are we controlling them this time?"
"This could damage Commander Fang's grand strategy for governing the army!"
One Line Sky shook his head helplessly. "The poison of the Red Eyebrows runs deep and its roots are firmly entrenched."
Jinjiang City, City Lord's Mansion.
Fang Li was studying the map on the wall when hurried footsteps sounded outside the study. He turned around. From those somewhat heavy steps, he knew Sikong Jihuai had arrived.
Sure enough, in the next moment, Sikong Jihuai's slightly plump figure appeared in the room.
Fang Li smiled. "Brother Sikong, it seems there is good news!"
The smile on Sikong Jihuai's face was utterly undisguised. He placed a victory report, already opened and read,